"Do you really plan to dominate the world in ten years?" Cao Peng immediately asked after returning to the camp.
"Actually, my biggest ideal is to build a few gold mines and then embrace them."
"I'll go! It's so vulgar!"
"Xiao Cao, military struggle is not a problem, political and economic issues are the most difficult." What Zhao Xin wants to say is that it may take more than ten years.
Although in another time and space, countless generous people came one after another to point out the way; but five years have passed, and everything has just begun in Beihai Town.
Whether it is Zhao Xin or Chen Qingsong, they both know that it is too difficult to go down this road. What you see on paper will eventually make you realize that you have to do it! Maybe Zhao Xin will waste his whole life on it.
Gu Hongming is right. Physical braids are easy to cut, but braids on the head are not so easy to cut.
Cao Peng continued to ask reluctantly: "What do you mean by Zhu Ziyun? Why is Liu Yong's reaction so big?"
Zhao Xin then gave a brief explanation, and then said to Cao Peng: "Do you understand? The most we can destroy is the destiny tradition, and the Taoist tradition is the core of the continuation of Chinese civilization. Without the courage to sacrifice others, there is no character.
, there would be no pioneer who said, "Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world."
Cao Peng said in surprise: "Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism is so contrary to human nature!"
Zhao Xindao: "There are two sides to the same thing. It's okay to pour out the dirty water, but if you pour the dirty water on all the children... People always think about having the best of both worlds, but once we encounter specific difficulties, we are always habitual
Let’s settle everything first. Think carefully about what happened a hundred years before our time, and you’ll understand.”
Cao Peng said: "You mean May Fourth?"
Zhao Xindao: "No, I'm talking about the cultural anxiety of the scholar-official class."
Cao Peng clicked his tongue and said: "I didn't expect that your boss Zhao can do business and fight, but he is still an intellectual at heart."
Zhao Xinxu kicked the other party's ass and scolded him with a smile: "Who the hell are you scolding? We are self-aware, at best we are just a knower."
Cao Peng glanced at Zhao Xin meaningfully, and had a new evaluation of this person in his heart. He did not expect that Beihai Town had developed to this point, and this person could still be so clear-headed. In other words, he knew how much he had to eat.
Bowl of dry rice.
Zhao Xin suddenly said to Cao Peng: "Hey? Liu Luoguo said that you are from the Cao family in She County. Is it true?"
Cao Peng said proudly: "If it's true, we are the direct descendants of the 800-year-old Emperor Wu of Wei, and we have a family tree!"
"This time you scolded Liu Yong to relieve your anger, but you have also been registered with the Manchu Qing Dynasty. When Qianlong finds out, he will definitely investigate the Cao family. This unreasonable disaster caused by Cao Wenqi and his son is quite unjust!"
"Hey, I suddenly remembered two people. Mr. Li Sheng of the Cao family had two disciples..."
The "Lisheng Gong" Cao Peng mentioned was Cao Zhenyong, Cao Wenzhen's son. Zhao Xin interrupted and said, "You mean Pan Shien and Lin Zexu? Don't think about it. Pan Shien will win the top prize in two years, and others won't follow him."
Let's hang out. As for the national hero, he is just three years old now, why don't you go pick him up?"
"Forget it, Hokkien is like a duck to me. I can't do it. You can find someone else to do this."
This negotiation between the Manchus and the Qing Dynasty ended in failure, and Liu Yong and Na Qitai returned home defeated.
Returning to the inn, Liu Yong returned alone to the main room where he stayed and was silent for a long time. He picked up a pen and began to draft a memorial to Qianlong. In the memorial, Liu Yong described the process of meeting Zhao Xin at length. He even went so far as to describe Zhao Xin in detail.
Xin explained every word and deed one by one, carefully analyzing Zhao Xin's thoughts and attitudes; during this period, he also mentioned the old events in Dongtai, implying that he and Zhao Xin were at odds with each other.
At the end of the memorial, Liu Yong concluded that Zhao Xin was the life and death enemy of the Manchu Qing court and the enemy of the scholar class. He suggested that Qianlong must physically eliminate Zhao Xin for the sake of the common people and Confucianism.
In the main room, three rooms away from Liu Yong's main room to the east, Qitai was sighing alone.
There is nothing left to talk about, what can I do? More than a thousand people can't keep up with the emperor! No, I have to ask Heshen for help when I go back, and find a way to transfer to the west, preferably to Yili, far away from Zhao Xin
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Just as he was thinking about his escape, the soldiers outside the door came in and reported in a low voice that Chang Wu was back.
Qitai was short of money for his official position. He immediately asked him to come in when he heard that. Before Chang Wu came in to ask Qian'er, Qitai hurriedly asked: "Have you got the money?"
Chang Wu said with a sad face: "If I tell you, it's all because of your servant's incompetence in doing things."
Na Qitai asked: "How to say?"
Chang Wudao: "When I met a short-haired thief, he locked up his servant and didn't say anything. He also said that if I want to do business in the future, I will go to him directly?"
"Where is Wu Zhenzhou?"
"He used the money on the counter to collect a large batch of ginseng, but Zhao Thief's people confiscated everything and fined him a sum of money."
"Asshole, grandma!" Na Qitai patted the fire bed and said to himself, Zhao Xin just bullied me, and where did this bullshit officer come from? He asked: "What else did that person say?"
"He said that as long as I knew what he looked like, I would naturally understand what was going on."
"What does that bastard look like?"
But when Chang Wu told him about his appearance, Qitai suddenly became weak and thought to himself, isn't this Zhao Xin! Why does this grandson get involved in everything?!
Chang Wu whispered: "Sir, I thought about it on the way back. This might be an opportunity."
Qitai Xin said that there is no need for you to say this. Now the road from Ninggu Tower to Sanxing is blocked. Doing business with Beihai Town can make a lot of money just from ginseng. But this is a collaboration with the enemy, maybe it’s not good
You're going to lose your head.
He wandered back and forth in the room for a long time, thinking that he either didn't want to do this, or if he wanted to do it, he would do it with a big pen. At worst, he would take half of it to honor He Shen. Now, except for Shanxi merchants, people who can eat a lot of ginseng can eat a lot of ginseng.
There is no one else.
Thinking of this, he leaned close to Chang Wu's ear and hummed in a mosquito-like voice: "Write a letter to Yuci's family and ask them to send someone over. No one can tell about this, not even your sister.
Do you understand?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Chang Wuyi suddenly became happy when he heard that there was a way, and said quickly: "The post road to Boduna is not closed at the moment, we don't need to contact Yuci
For the general manager, just go to Kulun via Zhelimeng League, where the shopkeeper of Meigongyu is as close to me as we can get."
After sending Chang Wu away, Na Qitai adjusted his mood, put on a serious look, walked out of the main room slowly, and arrived at the door of the inn. He opened his telescope and looked across the Tuijiao River, and saw
The Beihai Navy was packing up their tents, and people were moving around in the camp not far away.
After pretending to observe for a moment, Na Qitai had already made up his mind. From the beginning to the end, he could only ask the Chang family to come forward with the ginseng matter, and he could just hide behind and collect the money. If something really happened, then Chang Wu, the middleman, would be the one to deal with it.
Silence.
Several Eight Banners soldiers guarding the door of the inn looked at Qitai and sighed for a while, then pondered for a while, saying to themselves that the gentleman is really loyal to the country, look what they have been forced into by those rebel bandits! What a pity.
We are just soldiers, we can't even be a leader, so we have no right to worry about the imperial court!
Two days later, on the way back to Ninggu Pagoda, Cao Peng, whose mentality had changed a little, suddenly told Zhao Xin that he wanted to find something to do, and that he was no longer interested in blowing up landslides and rocks all day long.
Zhao Xin said it was not easy. Should we go to civil administration or military administration? There is a shortage of people everywhere now.
The current route for cultivating talents in Beihai Town is three years in primary school, two years in technical school or cadre school, two years in civil affairs or military, and then retraining before being entrusted with important tasks. With this path, there is no one who cannot be trained in seven or eight years.
, just like a nine-year compulsory education.
We cannot even build an industrialized country if we only have primary school culture, let alone build an industrialized country.
Cao Peng's mind was not on civil affairs. What he thought about was to fight with swords immediately. Man, fighting is so exciting. When he expressed his thoughts, Zhao Xin agreed: "That's okay. You go back to Wang Yuanfang. Now the training base will adapt to it for a period of time."
It’s time to get familiar with the military system.”
"Ah! Why? Fan Tong didn't even hear about going to the training base."
"Look at Fan Tong's fat appearance. If the mission hadn't been urgent, he would have had to go. Do you think he would have done well with Liu Sheng? It would be good if Liu Sheng didn't train him to lose two layers of skin!"
Zhao Xin is right. Fan Tong is tortured to death by Liu Sheng every day. If it weren't for the fact that Polya had been following her uncle Igor in the army, Fan Tong would not have suffered this crime. He would have sent a telegram long ago.
Begged Zhao Xin to take him back.
No, as soon as he finished being tortured by Liu Sheng, Fan Tong went to the logistics office, collected his share of cigarettes and canned meat for this month, and then went to look for the blonde girl.
"Polya~Polya~"
"Who is it?" The door of Igor's house opened, and the plump Natalia came out with her waist in her arms. When she saw it was Fan Tong, her face suddenly beamed with joy.
Since the bespectacled Chinese named "Fan" began to pursue Polya, the living standard of Igor's family has skyrocketed. There are endless canned meats to eat, endless amounts of good tea to drink, and fragrant Chinese cigarettes.
Several neighbors around him were envious.
"Fan, you are here, please come and sit in the room! Polya went to buy needlework. There is still a lot of tea you brought last time. I will make tea for you."
Fan Tong has never thought about how to call Natalia. This woman is only 26 years old now, one year younger than him. It is definitely not appropriate to call her aunt, but it would be much better to call her "aunt" because of Polya.
Only a bitch can scream...
"Uh, no. Here are the things for you, I'll leave first." Fan Tong walked up the steps, handed the bag in his hand to the other party, then hurriedly walked out of the yard, tightened his collar, and walked towards the grocery store.
past.
Since Igor's family followed Liu Sheng's team to Kyakhta, the local Cossack families and Buryat people all knew that a little beauty had come to the city. It was just because Igor wore the uniform of the Northern Navy all day long.
, put on a arrogant look, so no one dared to provoke Polya.
When Fan Tong walked into the grocery store, he immediately saw the tall and beautiful body wrapped tightly in a black fox fur coat. Because of race, Caucasian women's genes develop faster. Fourteen-year-old Polya is now a
She is a beautiful young girl. If this were her hometown in Yenisei Province, anyone seeking marriage would definitely cross the threshold.
As soon as he entered the door, the heat wave in the room quickly fogged up Fan Tong's glasses. He took off his glasses, wiped them, and ruffled his wind-blown hair before walking to the counter.
, pretending not to see Polya, and said to the boss in stiff Russian: "Give me that one."
When the grocery store owner saw the Chinese in military uniform, he didn't dare to neglect him and asked with a smile on his face: "Who do you think it is?"
Fan Tong pointed to a bottle of soju on the shelf and said, "That's the one."
At this time, Polya, who had just picked out the silk thread, raised her head and saw Fan Tong inadvertently. She said with a surprised look on her face: "Fan, why are you here too?"
Under the dark gray plush turban, two big watery blue eyes blinked, like a pair of whirlpools, almost sucking Fan Tong in. On the tender cheeks rich in collagen, there was a shallow,
The pink wine dimple was trembling due to the suppressed smile.
Under the open fox fur coat, a black velvet coat tightly wrapped around the strong and straight body set off the slightly immature breasts that have not yet been fully developed.
Fan Tong's eyes quickly scanned the girl from head to toe. He looked at the waist of the other party's velvet coat and thought to himself that it was almost all legs, I like it!
The only flaw was Polya's hands, which were large and rough from work.
Polia looked at Fan Tong looking at her, and then she showed an innocent and slightly embarrassed look, thinking to herself, I have worn all the clothes you gave me, do they look good or not?
"It's been too cold recently. I want to visit you at your house. Isn't that a coincidence...hehe"
"Huh?" Polya blinked and asked curiously: "Fan, why have you lost weight? I haven't seen you for a week, and your face has become thinner."
"Ah! Really?" After Fan Tong finished speaking, he immediately pointed to a mirror on the shelf and motioned to the boss to bring it over.
The owner of the grocery store thought that the Chinese was going to give the little beauty a gift, so he hurriedly took down a hand-held mirror inlaid with silver from the shelf. Fan Tong took it and didn't look at it, but looked at the mirror for a moment, and then laughed.
Got up.
"We are a lot more handsome. The so-called handsome man and beautiful woman are a match made in heaven!"
"Ah, this mirror is so beautiful!" Polya admired sincerely when she saw the silver pattern on the back of the mirror.
The grocery store owner showed a proud look and introduced to Polya: "Miss, this is a top-quality product from Paris. I bought it from an officer last year. Because it was too expensive, I never bought it.
People care."
Fan Tong's Russian is still so-so at the moment, and he can communicate with Polya's family just fine. When he saw Polya's expression, he turned over the mirror and looked at the back, and let out an "ah" in praise.
"How much?" Everyone in Beihai Town is not short of money. Let's not mention that Mr. Zhao has four major gold and silver associated mines. The key is that in this time and space, even if you have money, you don't know what to buy. The rarest thing is fur, you can do this
The price of Northeastern furs outside the times, even if you covered your bathroom with sable fur, would only cost a few hundred taels of silver at most.
What is the price of silver in another time and space? At worst, you can exchange RMB for silver!
"Three hundred rubles." The grocery store owner said to himself. Even if you are a high-ranking Chinese official, when you come to my shop, I will still have to kill you. Otherwise, why did I come all the way from Europe to this place?
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"Oh my God!" Polya covered her mouth and exclaimed. Three hundred rubles can buy fifty tons of flour. This is just a money grab!
"Wrap it up!" Fan Tongxin said that I am not short of money. As long as the little beauty likes it, I will also move the Jinshan Mountain...forget it, the Jinshan Mountain belongs to Mr. Zhao, and I will also move the Silver Mountain for her!